Hallowed be the suns that shun and shine their lack of a light.I see the signs of their denial, I see the signs that something might, Happen on the tide that comes and goes both day and night.I see the sign of a smile, I see the signs we're back in style.

When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all, With a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there isNo way.

When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all, With a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way, thereIs no way.

Tombs and a rose in soft step, Calming aromas too.Tones in the womb subside.Comes to a stop in toast of, Crowns in the clouds I see.Tones in the womb subside.

When the silence hits the wall, I'll look up and grace them all, With a look that stands up straight and says yeah, there is no way there isNo way.